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Wow... I think Texas is going to be my first good change in a long time.
I wish I could show everybody my view on it. I mean, sure, it's gonna suck ass having to leave everyone (hey, that's what the internet is for! to prvent it!) but knowing I'm gonna be gone soon has brought out a "me" I haven't seen in a long time, and it's not like it's one of those coming-and-going feelings. I've had this outlook for a long time now. Too bad I have to feel like this NOW, rather than feeling like it before.
One of the biggest things I've seen is how I feel about my friends now. Knowing I'll be moving, I haven't really talked to those I considered friends, but I made some new ones, and repaired some others. This wasn't on purpose, though. It just sort of... happened. Know what I mean? Well, I've realized I miss my friendship with Suzy and Kristen. I'm talking about the days way before emotions got involved, when I could make Kristen laugh so hard she'd fall out of her seat, or when Suzy and I could just bust each other's chops and take nothing of it. They were the good days.
After writing (and rewriting, for that matter), I've come to realize that I wish I could go back and change a lot of things. There were so many good opportunities I could have taken but didn't. But with these thoughts comes another one: I still enjoyed the trials and tribulations that have shaped me into what I am, whether they were good or bad.
::sigh:: I know I talk about this all the time on here, but it's nearing so quickly. St. Patty's is coming up, then the band trip, our last concert, Founders Day, and that's it. It kinda hurts, though. I mean, at this point I will never be section leader, there's no point in applying for drum major, I have to start new all over again, and I'll be in an environment where, for once, I'M the underdog. But on top of that, I also feel like I haven't made my mark in the band. I'll be remembered by a small handful of people, and chances are I'll just be a faint memory. =\
I shouldn't be writing that =P It's depressing.
Anyway, the concert went better than I expected. I hit the shizzle like I hoped for (dynamics, low-brass feature in the Suite, etc.) and we sounded really good, although the trumpets could have been more "fanfare-ish" at the last note of Chaconne... and the quartet... oof!.. despite the fact they had their mess-ups, they did pretty well, too.
grr... 11:06, got the Science field test tomorrow, AND I still have to do PreCalc & CompSci HW. grr... g'nite
I wish I could show everybody my view on it. I mean, sure, it's gonna suck ass having to leave everyone (hey, that's what the internet is for! to prvent it!) but knowing I'm gonna be gone soon has brought out a "me" I haven't seen in a long time, and it's not like it's one of those coming-and-going feelings. I've had this outlook for a long time now. Too bad I have to feel like this NOW, rather than feeling like it before.
One of the biggest things I've seen is how I feel about my friends now. Knowing I'll be moving, I haven't really talked to those I considered friends, but I made some new ones, and repaired some others. This wasn't on purpose, though. It just sort of... happened. Know what I mean? Well, I've realized I miss my friendship with Suzy and Kristen. I'm talking about the days way before emotions got involved, when I could make Kristen laugh so hard she'd fall out of her seat, or when Suzy and I could just bust each other's chops and take nothing of it. They were the good days.
After writing (and rewriting, for that matter), I've come to realize that I wish I could go back and change a lot of things. There were so many good opportunities I could have taken but didn't. But with these thoughts comes another one: I still enjoyed the trials and tribulations that have shaped me into what I am, whether they were good or bad.
::sigh:: I know I talk about this all the time on here, but it's nearing so quickly. St. Patty's is coming up, then the band trip, our last concert, Founders Day, and that's it. It kinda hurts, though. I mean, at this point I will never be section leader, there's no point in applying for drum major, I have to start new all over again, and I'll be in an environment where, for once, I'M the underdog. But on top of that, I also feel like I haven't made my mark in the band. I'll be remembered by a small handful of people, and chances are I'll just be a faint memory. =\
I shouldn't be writing that =P It's depressing.
Anyway, the concert went better than I expected. I hit the shizzle like I hoped for (dynamics, low-brass feature in the Suite, etc.) and we sounded really good, although the trumpets could have been more "fanfare-ish" at the last note of Chaconne... and the quartet... oof!.. despite the fact they had their mess-ups, they did pretty well, too.
grr... 11:06, got the Science field test tomorrow, AND I still have to do PreCalc & CompSci HW. grr... g'nite